I met Harry at a bar in London 2 weeks ago. He asked for my number at the end of the night. We were talking back and forth for almost a week when he asked me out, and I said yes. Today is the day of our date, he said he was taking me for dinner and that he would pick me up but to be ready by six. I chose a black corset, blue jeans and some little black heels to dress it up. I did my makeup and styled my hair half up half down. As I was finishing my final touches (perfume and lipgloss) I got a text.
Harry🤍
I'll be at yours in 10 :)
y/n
👍👍
I grabbed my bag and left my apartment. I got in the lift and was soon in the lobby waiting for Harry to text me that he was outside. A few minutes later he did just that and I walked outside into the cold wind, I quickly spotted and jumped into his car. "Fuck me It's cold out there" I said as I did my seatbelt, he chuckled. Once we arrived and got out of the car my mouth dropped slightly at the sight of the restaurant "oh my god, this place is always fully booked how did you get a reservation?" I turned to Harry. He shrugged his shoulders "luck?".
When we got inside and were seated a waiter came up to us "what would you like to drink this evening?". I glanced at Harry and then the menu "umm, could I get a vodka cranberry please?" I said. "Of course, and you sir?" He said looking to Harry. "Peroni please mate".
Our drinks came soon after and we ordered our starters and mains. "Thank you, wow this looks delicious" I said once the waiter placed my food down in front of me. "Will that be all?" He asked. "Yes, thank you" Harry said. The waiter smiled, nodded his head and walked towards another table.
Once we finished our food we decided to get dessert at the little ice cream parlour I spotted on the way in. We walked across the road and entered the shop. "Hello, what can I get for you?" The kind looking woman behind the counter asked. "Can I get one scoop of mint choc chip, in a cone please" I said. "I'll have the same, thank you" Harry said. The woman nodded and began making our order.
She passed us our ice creams and I offered to pay but Harry insisted that he would. I thanked the woman and we left the shop. A comfortable silence fell upon us as walked so only the sounds of us eating our ice creams and the quiet London traffic filled the air. Once we finished we walked back towards Harry's car. "y/n?" He said breaking the silence. "yea?" I replied turning to him. We stood trapped in each other's eyes for a few seconds before I began glancing at his lips, and he did the same.
First kisses don't seem to mean as much as you get older as the amount of those experiences increases. But in this moment standing in front of Harry was making butterflies fly around in my stomach, my palms sweat slightly and my heart beat so fast it felt as though it would explode. "Kiss me" I said. He didn't wait a second before our lips connected. We shared a sweet kiss before he pulled away. We both stood with little smiles growing on our lips.
...And that's when I knew I'd fallen for Harry Lewis.
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Author's note:
Happy Valentine's (or Galentine's) day💝